Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 537 I have porridge, salt, and sugar, what can you use to fight me?

In the camp, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Zhang Fei, and Guan Yu were arguing fiercely.

"Judging from you two, you are nothing more than strong soldiers. Compared to Fang Yu, you are like heaven and earth."

"As for who is the Earth, I know perfectly well who it is!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Liang flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the table and shouting, "Red-faced thief! Don't you dare spout such nonsense! When have I ever been afraid of that heretic?!"

He ripped open his battle robe, revealing a hideous burn scar on his chest. "This wound is from my life-or-death struggle with that sorcerer! As for you!" He pointed his halberd at Guan Yu, "Back then, under the walls of Luoyang, who was it that was so frightened by a bowl of hot porridge that they couldn't even hold their sword steady?"

Wen Chou chimed in sarcastically, "Tsk tsk, some people call themselves the 'Beautiful Beard Gentleman,' only to be slapped by a sorcerer and cough up three liters of blood. Now they're trying to act like heroes?"

"You!" Zhang Feibao's eyes widened, and his eighteen-foot spear slammed into the bluestone floor. "My elder brother is benevolent and won't hold it against you! But if you dare to talk nonsense again, believe me, I'll string you two together like candied hawthorns right now!!"

The tension in the tent suddenly escalated. Yuan Shao's strategist, Feng Ji, suddenly interjected in a sinister tone: "General Yide, you're quite the showman. Why don't you go to Luoyang to seek revenge on that sorcerer? Could it be that," he deliberately drew out his words, "that you're afraid of being turned into mincemeat again?"

"Screw you!" Zhang Fei swung his spear to smash Feng Ji, but Liu Bei grabbed his sleeve tightly.

Just as the four men were about to draw their swords, Cao Cao suddenly laughed three times and slammed his wine cup heavily on the table: "Gentlemen, wait!"

He strode to the middle of the four men. “Since all four of you have fought against that evil Taoist priest,” a glint of light flashed in his eyes, “why don’t we have Generals Yan Liang and Wen Chou hold off Fang Yu’s main force in seven days?”

"No!" Yan Liang and Wen Chou jumped up in unison, Wen Chou even speaking in his dialect in his anxiety: "Cao Cao, stop trying to set me up! That sorcerer can create clones, what good is it for us to hold one off!"

Seeing this, Guan Yu stroked his beard and sneered, "Weren't you just boasting that you could defeat Fang Yu with three strikes? How come you've become a coward when it comes to actually using troops?" Sparks flew as his Green Dragon Crescent Blade struck the ground. "If you two dare not, I, Guan Yu, am willing to lead my troops as the vanguard!"

"You!" Yan Liang's face turned purple with rage, and he suddenly kicked over the table. "Fine, I'll go! Who's afraid of who! But I have one condition!" He pointed fiercely at Guan Yu, "You red-faced thief, you must come along! We'll die together!"

"Hahaha! General Yan Liang is right! We share a common hatred for the enemy, and we'll die together!"

Cao Cao stood in the tent, surveying the assembled lords with piercing eyes and a smile playing on his lips.

He paced slowly, tapping his fingers lightly as he listed them off one by one: "Under Liu Jingsheng's command, Huang Zu, Cai Mao, and Wen Pin are all fierce generals of Jingzhou and Xiangyang, skilled in both land and water warfare!"

Liu Biao nodded slightly, "Luoyang must be returned to the Han Dynasty."

"Under Yuan Shao's command, Yan Liang and Wen Chou, the two heroes of Hebei, are renowned throughout the land! Furthermore, Zhang He and Gao Lan are both warriors capable of defeating ten thousand men!"

Yuan Shao snorted coldly, his face showing arrogance, but inwardly he cursed Cao Cao for deliberately provoking him.

Yan Liang and Wen Chou were just hesitant to fight, but now that Cao Cao has forced them into battle, how can they not be defeated?

"The three brothers, Xuande, Guan Yu with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and Zhang Fei with his Eighteen-Foot Serpent Spear, are all tiger generals of their time! No matter how strong that evil Taoist is, how could he possibly withstand the combined strength of the three heroes?"

Liu Bei's expression changed slightly. He knew that Fang Yu's abilities were far beyond what Guan Yu and Zhang Fei could handle, but with everyone watching, he could only remain silent.

"Under Liu Junlang's command are Zhang Ren and Yan Yan, renowned generals of Shu, skilled in both archery and horsemanship!"

Liu Yan forced a smile, but inwardly he sighed. He was far away in Yizhou and did not want to get involved in this mess, but since it involved the dignity of the royal family, he dared not refuse.

"Bo Gui's White Horse Cavalry, Zhao Yun, and Tian Kai are all brave and skilled in battle!"

Gongsun Zan frowned, displeased.

Although Zhao Yun was brave, he had not yet made a name for himself. Cao Cao's move was clearly forcing him to send men to their deaths!

Finally, Cao Cao suddenly turned around and laughed heartily: "As for my subordinates, Cao Mengde..."

He slammed his hand on the table, his voice booming like thunder: "Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan are the bravest in the army! Dian Wei and Xu Chu can fight ten thousand men! Zhang Liao and Xu Huang are both wise and brave! And my Cao camp has countless fierce warriors!"

His gaze burned as he surveyed the crowd, and he declared loudly, "With such a mighty army and fierce warriors, how could they possibly be no match for that so-called 'Porridge Immortal'?!"

The tent fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of the torrential rain pounding against it.

Yuan Shao sneered and remained silent, Liu Bei lowered his head in deep thought, and Liu Biao, Liu Yan, and Gongsun Zan all had solemn expressions.

They knew perfectly well that Cao Cao's words were merely an attempt to force them to fight to the death.

"Good!" Cao Cao suddenly drew his sword, its blade pointing directly towards Luoyang, and shouted sternly, "Seven days later, the armies will surround and kill this demon!"

Lightning flashed outside the tent, reflecting the various expressions on everyone's faces.

Some were fearful, some were resentful, some were desperate, but no one dared to back down.

A bloody battle is inevitable!

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In the dead of night, moonlight spills onto the caramel-colored ruins of the world, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of burning.

An unassuming candy mirror trembled slightly, its surface rippling, and Charlotte Brûlée, Charlotte Cracker, and Charlotte Perospero emerged disheveled.

Cracker looked around to make sure no one was there, then let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "We finally escaped Brulee. Take us to the beach quickly, we must leave Whole Cake Island immediately!" His voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid of disturbing some terrifying being.

Perospero licked his chapped lips and urged anxiously, "Perospero, let's go! That guy's Observation Haki might cover the entire island!"

Brulee nodded, her withered fingers gripping the hem of her skirt tightly. "Come with me, I know a shortcut."

The three of them tiptoed through the ruins, taking each step carefully, afraid of stepping on a piece of frosting and attracting attention.

"Faster! Faster!" Cracker urged in a low voice, his heart almost leaping out of his chest.

He glanced back at the once bustling Whole Cake Island, now reduced to a charred crater, and felt both anger and fear.

Finally, the three arrived at the beach.

The night wind carried the salty smell of the sea, and the silhouettes of several merchant ships could be faintly seen on the distant horizon.

"Great!" Perospero breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as we capture one ship, we can..." Before he could finish speaking, a blinding flash of lightning suddenly lit up the sky!

"Snapped--!"

A bolt of lightning struck with pinpoint accuracy. Before Brulee could even scream, she was electrocuted and charred black, collapsing straight to the ground. The power of the Mirror-Mirror Fruit instantly became ineffective.

"Brulee!" Cracker's eyes widened in fury, and his pretzel sword was instantly drawn, but the next second, his movements froze.

In the sky, Fang Yu's figure slowly emerged, his black hair dancing wildly in the lightning, a mocking smile on his lips: "Yo, where are you three headed?"

Perospero's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees: "How...how could you..."

Fang Yu landed lightly on the ground, flexing his wrists: "I'll travel to the ends of the earth to get the Biscuit Fruit."

His gaze locked onto the chocolate bar, and he licked his lips. "That's good, the people will have dessert now."

Cracker gritted his teeth, his biscuit armor quickly covering his entire body, and his sword pointed directly at Fang Yu: "Don't underestimate me! I am Charlotte Cracker! The Biscuit-Biscuit Fruit user!"

Fang Yu chuckled, too lazy to even activate his Conqueror's Haki. He flashed and instantly appeared in front of Cracker, throwing a punch!
"boom--!"

The biscuit armor shattered like paper, and Cracker spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward and crashing heavily onto the caramel beach.

Seeing this, Perospero turned to run away, but his foot hurt as a beam of light pierced through it, causing him to fall flat on his face.

Pero turned around and saw Fang Yu looking down at him with amusement in his eyes.

"Please, please don't kill me!" Perospero's voice trembled. "I can tell you where the other family members are hiding!"

Fang Yu shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, I have no interest in the internal conflicts of your Charlotte family."

He raised his hand and began to communicate with the ground!

"Oh!"

A pile of apples suddenly appeared on the ground, and Perospero's face turned pale: "No, no!"

"boom--!"

The lightning engulfed his figure, and a moment later, Fang Yu found a mutated apple on the ground.

Fang Yu picked up the fruit, nodded in satisfaction, and then walked towards Cracker, stepping on his chest: "The Biscuit Fruit is the main target this time."

"Crack!"

With one kick, Cracker's defenses crumbled instantly!

Fang Yu looked around
"found it!"

Holding two fruits in his hand, Fang Yu grinned: "Now, all the desserts from around the world are complete."

Late at night, Fang Yu from the Three Kingdoms, who was planning the future of the porridge in the porridge hall, was suddenly awakened by Fang Yu from the pirate world.

"Wake up, bro! I've got the Cream Fruit, the Biscuit Fruit, the Lick-Lick Fruit for making candy, and the Butter Fruit."

Fang Yu's eyes lit up. "You mean, my Great Congee now offers desserts in addition to congee and pickles?"

"These are all high-end desserts, the kind that sell for over forty yuan a dollar in small shopping malls! Those homeless people eat sweet potatoes and pickled vegetables every day, they'd probably have a stomachache from eating this, so you'd better be careful."

Fang Yu of the Three Kingdoms was filled with excitement.

"That's great! I have butter cupcakes, dry biscuits to go with, and the kids can have sugar for calories, carbs, and salt—I've got it all!"

Pirate Fang Yu nodded, "Yes, the happiness index of the people has skyrocketed this time. You need to figure out how to accommodate so many people. Also, Di Yuanyu is going to be very busy."

"Let me think, making candy from the Lick-Lick Fruit would be much simpler than making a dessert from other fruits. So let Fire Release: Earth Grudge Fear eat a Lick-Lick Fruit first."

So, at the entrance of the porridge hall in the morning, Fang Yu threw out dozens of large bags and ordered Bo Cai to send soldiers to distribute the candy to everyone.

Within half a day, everyone at the Grand Congee City was beaming with happiness.
That's candy!

High-end goods!
So what if they are imperial relatives?
Have you ever tried White Rabbit milk candy?

Inside Yuan Shao's tent, a few candies wrapped in colorful oil paper were scattered on a golden nanmu wood table.

Zhang Fei picked one up with his thick fingers and curiously turned it over to examine it: "What is this colorful thing?"

"Yide!" Liu Bei hurriedly whispered, only to see Zhang Fei already stuffing the candy and wrapper into his mouth.

The rough chewing sounds were particularly jarring in the silent military tent. Yuan Shao's newly acquired concubine stood with her hands on her hips in anger. She had clearly asked someone to buy it from a middleman in Da Zhou City, but this dark-skinned fellow had eaten it.

"Huh!?" Zhang Feibao's eyes suddenly widened, and an unusual blush rose on his wheat-colored face.

He grabbed Liu Bei's green robe sleeve, his voice trembling like never before: "Brother! This candy tastes like milk!"

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the syrup, his lips still glistening with sugar stains. "When I was selling meat in Zhuojun, I saw cheese brought by merchants from the Western Regions, but none of it was like this."

Liu Bei suddenly grabbed his third brother's wrist, his phoenix eyes flashing with cold light.

Clearly, Zhang Fei should not have acted that way.

Zhang Fei suddenly slammed the remaining candy back onto the table, the force so great that the inkstone jumped up: "I, Old Zhang, don't care for this rubbish!"

But the sound of him swallowing betrayed him; he clearly still wanted to eat.

Looking at the pile of candies on the table, Liu Bei suddenly felt that his grand cause of restoring the Han Dynasty seemed so pale and laughable in the face of this sweet temptation.
(End of this chapter)